Maybe you’ll feel it ooze from a blade It might make you less afraid. Maybe you’ll feel it release from your hands Broken bones never stopped a man. Maybe you’ll feel it dent in your skull I don’t mind another hole. Maybe you’ll feel it when you beg for more Nope, you’ll watch her close the door.
A pill swallowed whole, a mind gone dull. I’m alone and afraid, I can only pray. To love myself.. once more...